Chapter 601

Feng Qingcang suddenly snapped back from his shock.

At the same time, he picked up the spear by his feet once more.

"Junior!"

"I acknowledge your strength!"

"But if you want me to surrender without a fight!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Feng Qingcang's white hair flew wildly; he had clearly activated some secret art, and his aura surged!

"Take this spear from me!"

"Lishui Divine Spear — Falling Sun!"

He thrust out a spear.

The martial arena was as if it had become the vast Lishui waters, the spear falling like the setting sun, blooming with its final brilliance.

"Good!"

A flash of admiration crossed Meng Zhangqing's eyes.

Worthy of one who bears the title Wu Hou.

He has his own dignity.

Even now, he did not choose to give up, but went all out!

In this way, defeating a warrior like this would push his own undefeated will to another level!

"Sword Twenty-Five."

Meng Zhangqing's voice was calm.

He slashed out with a sword!

In an instant.

It was as if heaven and earth had shattered, and nothing existed!

The void collapsed in sheets.

Swallowing everything!

Including Feng Qingcang's final spear!

The entire martial arena had become a chaos of color, as if the surface of the world had been peeled away to reveal its true face, with void turbulence everywhere.

Only a great cultivator of the Feng Hou realm.

Could stand within it.

Unaffected.

However, for the onlookers around, they could only see the chaos of color, unable to perceive anything at a deeper level.

Because their cultivation base was insufficient.

"I... have lost!"

Feng Qingcang spat a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and only by leaning on the spear in his hand could he steady his stance.

Looking at Meng Zhangqing, his eyes were filled with deep emotion.

Truly, the river's latter waves push the former waves ahead.

At such an age, to possess such strength.

He truly did not know what kind of realm this youth could reach in the future.

Whoosh!

A great sun rose behind Meng Zhangqing.

A terrifying aura enveloped the entire field, spreading through heaven and earth!

Everyone felt as if their spirit was being suppressed, unable to summon any will to resist.

"Undefeated Will!"

Feng Qingcang's pupils contracted slightly!

Beneath this will, even he felt his shoulders grow heavy, as if bearing a mountain!

His full strength was being suppressed by twenty or thirty percent!

"He actually still has the Undefeated Will!"

"He has walked the path of invincibility!"

Because it was located on the edge of the Desolate Region, by the time the news reached here, it was no longer so complete.

And he, as the head of the Feng family, was basically in closed-door cultivation.

So what he knew was only the general outline.

"Undefeated Will!"

Exclamations of shock also rose all around!

To condense the Undefeated Will could be said to be immensely difficult, requiring the constant defeat of extremely powerful opponents to forge it!

Even a single loss — even a draw — would not do!

One must win!

And keep on winning!

"The Invincible One!"

Zheng Rulong clenched both hands tightly, and for the first time a fervor appeared in his gaze.

Because this had once been his dream!

To walk the invincible path!

Or rather, many people, in their youth, have such a goal.

It's just that reality is very cruel.

In the eyes of the world, generally only the true disciples of the Holy Lands are qualified to walk the path of invincibility.

Because they are strong enough!

But now, a monstrous talent from the Southern Realm has done it!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The Undying Will behind Meng Zhangqing began to surge wildly, the Great Sun growing ever more vast and magnificent!

Like the sun in the heavens.

Standing upon the earth!

A terrifying aura pressed down upon all living beings; every martial artist instinctively lowered their head, not daring to look up.

Including Feng Qingcang as well!

Even though he was madly resisting.

He still lowered his head!

And in the moment he lowered it, all that remained in his heart was dejection.

This was the suppression of martial dao conviction!

"Undying Will, like the sun at high noon!"

"All martial artists beneath the heavens can only bow their heads!"

――

Once the Undying Will's ascension ended.

Meng Zhangqing withdrew all his power, and everything returned to calm.

And the crowd felt as if granted a great reprieve.

Each and every one of them drenched in sweat.

They had not expected that merely sitting off to the side watching, they could still be affected!

"Too terrifying!"

"Such a profound martial dao foundation is simply unimaginable!"

"If he had used it right from the start, Feng Qingcang probably couldn't have blocked even a single move and would have fallen to his knees on the spot!"

Someone said with lingering fear........

"Indeed."

The others nodded.

"Then why didn't he use it from the start? Why fight for so long?"